Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night.
I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider.
In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.
Hellhounds chased prey.
The hunter dealt the final blow.
“Did you call for me?”
He didn’t add “Master” naturally. I had to channel some more power into the pentagram. It’s not like I cared about titles, but status was something that demons placed great value on. If I let his arrogance go unpunished, I would get a rebellion later.
The demon w
My Lord, I kindly ask you to meet me in a gazebo an hour after the fireworks. We need to discuss an important issue regarding our relationship.L. Tom brought me that note, which had been handed to him by some servant.I quickly scanned the short text and snorted derisively.“Does she think me an idiot?”Tom shrugged.“I guess so. And then, the girl tried so hard...”I carefully folded the note to return it to its original state—fortunately, the seal wasn’t damaged—and gave it a sniff.True, she had poured her sweet perfume over the note...good. I wasn’t going to meet with her, of course, but it was a good thing that the author of the note could be so easily determined.“I’ll also...try hard. Wait for me.”And I slipped out of the window. The most useful thing about our room were a ledge and ivy on the wall, the latter of which was covering the whole castle from the foundation up to the towers.You could easily walk to the desired spot via the ledge and climb down to the room you want
I was reading those thoughts on his face as clearly as if the duke was shouting them at the top of his lungs. When he turned toward me, I helped him.“Your Grace, I must keep vigil at my cousin’s side, but you will conduct an investigation, won’t you?”In a minute he would have rushed to embrace me, I swear.“Of course, Your Highness. I swear on my honor!”If you swore on something that you actually had, I might believe you. But a man whose wife had borne a vampire’s child, a man who, most likely, had forced her to do that himself?Sir, the honor of your family has long since gone running, like a deer in the woods.Why deer?Well, maybe a moose. Wearing the horns of a cuckold.I spent around four hours at Andre’s side, Tommy was nearby, also pretending to be appropriately distressed. But...“Alex, but that was her doing.”“So what?”“Won’t we get revenge?”My ass.Avenge Lavinia’s help? I was in her debt. Maybe I won’t even kill her right away.“Tommy, could we survive the war with Te
The duke finally left, and Tommy brought me a tray of food that we shared.Great, no poison, no sedative.“What will we do?”I took a deep breath.“Pray, Tommy. We will pray.”I knew prayers by heart. Know your enemy and kill him with your own weapon, and I did. I knew them to the last word, to the last comma—and could even visit the church. And so I prayed until almost midnight.Then I ordered Tommy to bring me a warm cloak. Well, more precisely, I ordered a servant, who then summoned Tommy. He came sleepily, also in a warm cloak—it was pretty chilly there.I dismissed the servant, and in five minutes, Tommy came out, just the way he had entered, cloaked, dark-haired, in a hat.Dark hair? A wig!What can be more simple? And another man in the prince’s cloak continued praying before the altar. I hoped I had managed to cheat the onlookers.The duke probably didn’t expect any seserious dirty tricks from me, anyway. He was too relaxed, having bought into my idiocy...Which was exactly ho
I lowered the assassin down without any issues. Nobody had seen or heard us, so I warned him about Tommy and returned to the shrine, as I needed to provide my lord a warm shirt, too. You know, just in case. The guards, drilled by the duke, let me pass without any objections, and no wonder. The best and the brightest weren’t there, but guarding Lavinia, the duke, his children, and would later go into the dungeon.Those here were the worst of the bunch. It made sense, too—leaving smart people in the same house as a vampire wasn’t a good idea. Soon enough, you’d get tired of hiding the bodies. So, I was praying hard, Tom went to the assassin, and outside, chaos erupted.The assassin was gone!Naturally, the duke dropped by the church, and I immediately threw a tantrum. The prisoner has escaped?He’ll kill me, for sure!Assign me a guard duty!To the church, my chambers, even my horse! What if he kills the horse, too? I wouldn’t be surprised if the duke wanted to kill me, too, but he man
I had a talk with Lavinia as well. She came at night, and I barely managed to stop my unruly arm from hitting her with a dagger. Oh no, you didn’t.My slap threw the half-vampire across the room. I don’t know if I could hit a woman, but Lavinia was no woman. She was a monster, and with her, everything was permitted. If I had to, I would beat her with a silver chain across her spine.“Back away, you tramp.”That was bound to make her shut up. Lavinia hissed, but bit her tongue until it was bloody.I nodded at a chair.“Sit down.”She obeyed.“So why did the Dark Tempter send you here?”“Why did you agree to the marriage?”I smirked.“Maybe I wanted someone exotic.”“That’s not a satisfying answer.”“Then why did you tell your father that you wanted to be satisfied with me? Or at least with my answer?”I mocked her. She hissed again.Maybe I should dig out a snakepit?“He wants the throne...”“What a coincidence. So do I.”“Then refuse to marry me.”“You wish... Who’d refuse such an off
As hard as Tevarr was trying to earn my favor, it was as cold as my homeland of Radenor was toward me upon my return. One more scene from a classic tale of chivalry.A procession approached, and king and queen, dressed all in black, fell on their knees before Andre’s coffin without deigning to look at me.“My son...”“My dear child!”Crocodile tears in their eyes, or at least in Abigail's. Her hope for ruling the country was gone, even if Rene had informed me that powerful life mages had been summoned to the castle.I really didn’t like it. A powerful mage meant a practicing mage, and who knew what they would discover? Yes, I was half-human, but sometimes, my demonic nature awoke inside me, and chaos reigned.During such moments, I couldn’t control myself, and I had no intention of announcing my half-demonic nature. Fine. Let them come, and I’ll find a way to deal with them. Maybe they won’t even accept the invitation.Rudolph did portray himself as the Templars’ loyal son, and they w
The wedding was to take place in three days.Why so soon? We had to prepare for war, and Tevarr could help us only after the marriage. Therefore, the wedding would have to be quick and small-scale.Lavinia never left Abigail’s side, and the latter seemed quite affectionate. We could speak in private only when we danced, and even then...“She lied about being pregnant.”“I know.”I was sure of that myself, but getting a confirmation from a vampire was nice.“Are there pregnant women in her entourage?”“Yes. Two, both at early stages.”I nodded, my suspicions validated.“Why would she need to give birth herself, really?”Lavinia lowered her eyelashes. She realized everything as well. The baby would be presented as a fruit of Abigail’s loins.She didn’t give a damn about that child having any royal blood. She just didn’t want to go back to the dirt she had climbed out from. And again, if I had a baby cousin, could I ever hurt them without earning the hate of the entire country?A child k
The court was buzzing with wedding preparations. I was busy as well. I had to leave the capital for two days to chase the Riolonian ambassador. I didn’t really have any choice; when the coffin with Andre’s body was delivered to Alethar, Uncle went into a frenzy.He obediently ate the bullshit he was fed and declared war on the Riolonians. The ambassador heard him out, tried to purge Riolon of suspicion, got a vase thrown at him, managed to dodge it, and ran away. He made the right call, really.Enraged, Rudolph could easily attack him with a sword. I caught up with the “Riolonian schemers” in two days’ journey from the capital.My horse could barely move, but that was worth the cost. The eyes of the Riolonian ambassador upon seeing me were enough to compensate me for all my misery, including my butt, sore from riding in the saddle.They were huge and wide with shock. Without thinking twice, I threw the reins to a servant and sat down near the campfire.“I come on business. Or will you